Thrown out of the house, the wet nurse enters the noble household and becomes a person of high statu

Liu Wenying and Pei Dingxuan locked eyes, and the air seemed to freeze.

My mind went blank for a few breaths before I came to my senses.

The old man must have mistaken her for the first wife!

Otherwise, how could he possibly make such an inappropriate and intimate gesture towards a wet nurse?

Liu Wenying took a few steps back, broke free from his arm, and said in a fright, "Master, please forgive me, this servant did not know it was you who had come."

The lingering warmth on his fingertips and the faint milky scent in his nostrils made Pei Dingxuan purse his lips.

Unable to explain his earlier actions, he simply shifted his gaze to the account books on the desk.

"Did you organize these?"

Liu Wenying dared not take credit and attributed most of the credit to Wen Jingshu.

"Reporting to Master, this servant has learned a little about bookkeeping. Seeing that Madam is busy managing household affairs and often has a headache when it comes to bookkeeping, I volunteered to lend a hand. It is thanks to Madam's kindness that she has given this servant a lot of guidance."

Pei Dingxuan listened without comment, but his gaze remained fixed on the table, where the account books were clearer than he had ever seen before.

This is nothing like Wen's previous style.

Liu Wenying kept her head down, but out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of a light pink skirt flashing past the doorway.

It was the maid who went to the outhouse earlier.

A sudden inspiration struck Liu Wenying, and a possibility came to mind.

The maid must have returned; she must have seen that inappropriate scene just now.

If word gets out that she, a wet nurse, seduced an old man, even ten mouths wouldn't be able to clear her name.

At best, they'll be expelled; at worst, their lives will be in danger.

In that critical moment, Liu Wenying had a flash of inspiration.

"Please have a seat, sir. I'll go and pour you a cup of tea."

She walked quickly to the table, poured a cup of hot tea, and turned to walk towards Pei Dingxuan.

Pei Dingxuan reached out to take it, but just as Liu Wenying was about to hand it over, her wrist suddenly lost its strength.

The warm tea, along with the teacup, was spilled all over Pei Dingxuan's robe, the dark water stains spreading rapidly.

"This servant deserves to die! This servant deserves to die!"

Liu Wenying knelt on the ground, filled with remorse. "This servant's hand slipped, and I couldn't hold the teacup properly, soiling your robes, Master! This servant deserves to die! I beg you, Master, to punish me severely!"

Punish her; she'd rather be beaten than be accused of seducing her master and thrown into the pond.

The unexpected turn of events was sudden; Pei Dingxuan was splashed with water, and it was no wonder he was furious.

Just as he was about to speak, Wen Jingshu arrived.

"My husband is back early today."

Wen Jingshu was overjoyed to see Pei Dingxuan, but her smile faded considerably when she saw the situation inside the room.

"What happened?"

Wen Jingshu's gaze lingered between her husband and Liu Wenying.

Liu Wenying was terrified. "Madam, it was my fault! I was serving tea to Master just now, and my hand slipped, and I accidentally soiled Master's robe."

Liu Wenying had been serving her for some time now. Whether it was taking care of the children or managing the accounts, she was always meticulous and reliable and had never made a mistake. Why was she so flustered today?

Pei Dingxuan remained calm. "It's nothing, a small matter."

Wen Jingshu was perceptive and, though she sensed something was amiss, she suppressed her doubts for the time being, seeing that her husband hadn't pursued the matter and that Liu Wenying looked terrified.

"You're usually the most careful, how could you be so careless today? I suppose checking these accounts must have taken a toll on you. Well then, since the master doesn't blame you, you may leave now."

"Thank you, Madam Xie and Master Xie, for your magnanimity!"

Liu Wenying quickly retreated, not daring to look at Pei Dingxuan again from beginning to end.

Taking out a handkerchief, Wen Jingshu helped Pei Dingxuan wipe the water off his clothes, and said softly, "Husband, please go to the inner room to change your clothes, lest you catch a cold."

After Pei Dingxuan changed his clothes, Wen Jingshu asked the wet nurse to bring Ye'er, who had just woken up from a nap, over.

The little one was wrapped in soft, embroidered swaddling clothes, his big, dark eyes darting around curiously. When he saw his father, he grinned, revealing his toothless little mouth.

"My husband, it seems that Ye'er is recognizing people more and more these days. She smiles whenever she sees you."

"A couple of days ago, the servants said he was starting to grow teeth and was drooling a lot, so they made him a lot of soft bibs to wear."

"And those little toys he plays with for quite a while..."

Wen Jingshu spoke softly, telling her husband about every little detail of their child's growth.

Pei Dingxuan listened quietly. The baby in the swaddling clothes looked more and more like him; the baby was his bloodline.

His cold, hard lips softened unconsciously, and tenderness and emotion welled up in his eyes.

The daylight was perfect, the child was babbling, and the wife was speaking softly; the scene was warm and blissful.

After Wen Jingshu finished speaking, she looked at her husband with tender eyes and asked expectantly, "Would you like to hold Ye'er, my husband?"

She didn't hand the child over directly, but instead held him in her arms, secretly hoping that her husband would take advantage of this position to embrace her and the child together.

Since the birth of their child, there seems to be an invisible veil between the couple, and they have lost the intimacy they once shared.

But Pei Dingxuan reached out and only took his son.

The small body fell into his arms, carrying the scent of milk and warmth, and Pei Dingxuan's heart softened as well.

He awkwardly adjusted his position to make the little guy more comfortable.

As Wen Jingshu watched his profile as he focused on holding the child, her arms suddenly felt empty, and her expectant heart felt as if a piece of it had also been emptied.

A touch of loneliness, like a delicate vine, quietly entwines around my heart.

But she quickly suppressed her emotions and a gentle, dignified smile returned to her face.

"Look how well-behaved Ye'er is in your arms."

Pei Dingxuan held his son, who was gradually calming down, and his gaze inadvertently swept across the desk again.

"You're letting a wet nurse handle the accounts?"

Hearing this, Wen Jingshu, who was secretly heartbroken, composed herself. "At first, I just let her try, but I didn't expect her to be so good at managing accounts. To be honest, I learned some simple and practical methods from her."

She paused, fearing that Pei Dingxuan might think she had made a mistake in choosing her employees, and added, "I have carefully reviewed all the account books she compiled, and there are no errors or omissions."

Pei Dingxuan was surprised; he hadn't expected that Liu Wenying's accounting skills would earn such high praise from his wife, who came from a prestigious family.

Just now, Liu Wenying said that it was her wife's instruction, and attributed all the credit to his wife.

He is not boastful or self-aggrandizing; he is truly humble.

"Mm," Pei Dingxuan responded with a smile.

She is good at taking care of children, meticulous, good at managing accounts, highly capable, knows how to conduct herself appropriately, and knows when to advance and retreat...

Those little bit of clumsiness don't seem like much anymore.

Pei Dingxuan returned to retrieve an important file, and after taking the file, he hurriedly headed to the Ministry of Justice.

He had barely left when the beaded curtain rustled softly, and the maid Hongyu entered with her head bowed, her steps hesitant.

Wen Jingshu sat by the window, gazing absently in the direction her husband had left.

Due to their busy work schedules, the couple rarely saw each other. Wen Jingshu thought she should have gotten used to it, but she still couldn't bear to part with them.

Seeing Hongyu arrive, she snapped out of her thoughts. "What's wrong? Speak if you need anything."

Seeing Hongyu hesitate, Zizhu urged, "Is there anything you can't say in front of Madam? Quickly tell her!"

Hongyu knelt down with a thud, "This servant suspects that Nurse Liu has impure motives!"

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